Ain't No Og's around this way
So every day we gone be clapping
Fresh out he gone squeeze it for his bruh
Don't even know what happen
And I bet not see you on the scene
Cause if I do it's gone get tragic
He was hitting them licks back as a teen
Now that karma steady got him
He had seen his brother in the room
And that shit f*cking with his ego
Judge was tryna do him wrong
But we was tryna get the C notes
We come in real niggas walk past
They act like they never seen those
Big ass guns we toting around
You would've thought we had the cheat code
Double cup I'm rolling weed
Ain't even got no one to lean on
Got that shit that keep me coming back
No I won't be long
Baby when I'm with you
It feel like I'm where I belong
In my zone I'm bout to hit the stu'
So turn the beat on
Get to speeding I f*ck around crash it
Been through so much
Swear this shit it don't phase me
These niggas acting like actors
Turn his ass into a ghost
Yeah I'm talking like Swayze
That .45 on my hip
Just in case if a nigga play crazy
Work everyday
Ain't no time for no days off
See all the hard work starting to pay off
I'm my own boss ain't no way could get laid off
Send for yo head and my niggas get paid off
I get you hit up inside of the crib
Have yo' niggas be asking you
How the f*ck you get hit up
On ya day off
They packing them pistols
And throwing that bread
They talking bout
Throwing that bread dawg
And I got aim imma catch em
F*ck around stretch em
No we ain't hitting no legs y'all
Remember way back in the day
I was trapping at mommas
And had to put drugs in my bed y'all
They thought that they could come get us
But it ain't go like that we let that lead off
You know the rules if they deep
Then we spin back around
I ain't stopping till that nigga head off
Ain't No Og's around this way
So every day we gone be clapping
Fresh out he gone squeeze it for his bruh
Don't even know what happen
And I bet not see you on the scene
Cause if I do it's gone get tragic
He was hitting them licks back as a teen
Now that karma steady got him
He had seen his brother in the room
And that shit f*cking with his ego
Judge was tryna do him wrong
But we was tryna get the C notes
We come in real niggas walk past
They act like they never seen those
Big ass guns we toting around
You would've thought we had the cheat code
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Ain't No Og's around this way
So every day we gone be clapping
Fresh out he gone squeeze it for his bruh
Don't even know what happen
And I bet not see you on the scene
Cause if I do it's gone get tragic
He was hitting them licks back as a teen
Now that karma steady got him
He had seen his brother in the room
And that shit f*cking with his ego
Judge was tryna do him wrong
But we was tryna get the C notes
We come in real niggas walk past
They act like they never seen those
Big ass guns we toting around
You would've thought we had the cheat code
Double cup I'm rolling weed
Ain't even got no one to lean on
Got that shit that keep me coming back
No I won't be long
Baby when I'm with you
It feel like I'm where I belong
In my zone I'm bout to hit the stu'
So turn the beat on
Get to speeding I f*ck around crash it
Been through so much
Swear this shit it don't phase me
These niggas acting like actors
Turn his ass into a ghost
Yeah I'm talking like Swayze
That .45 on my hip
Just in case if a nigga play crazy
Work everyday
Ain't no time for no days off
See all the hard work starting to pay off
I'm my own boss ain't no way could get laid off
Send for yo head and my niggas get paid off
I get you hit up inside of the crib
Have yo' niggas be asking you
How the f*ck you get hit up
On ya day off
They packing them pistols
And throwing that bread
They talking bout
Throwing that bread dawg
And I got aim imma catch em
F*ck around stretch em
No we ain't hitting no legs y'all
Remember way back in the day
I was trapping at mommas
And had to put drugs in my bed y'all
They thought that they could come get us
But it ain't go like that we let that lead off
You know the rules if they deep
Then we spin back around
I ain't stopping till that nigga head off
Ain't No Og's around this way
So every day we gone be clapping
Fresh out he gone squeeze it for his bruh
Don't even know what happen
And I bet not see you on the scene
Cause if I do it's gone get tragic
He was hitting them licks back as a teen
Now that karma steady got him
He had seen his brother in the room
And that shit f*cking with his ego
Judge was tryna do him wrong
But we was tryna get the C notes
We come in real niggas walk past
They act like they never seen those
Big ass guns we toting around
You would've thought we had the cheat code
So every day we gone be clapping
Fresh out he gone squeeze it for his bruh
Don't even know what happen
And I bet not see you on the scene
Cause if I do it's gone get tragic
He was hitting them licks back as a teen
Now that karma steady got him
He had seen his brother in the room
And that shit f*cking with his ego
Judge was tryna do him wrong
But we was tryna get the C notes
We come in real niggas walk past
They act like they never seen those
Big ass guns we toting around
You would've thought we had the cheat code
Double cup I'm rolling weed
Ain't even got no one to lean on
Got that shit that keep me coming back
No I won't be long
Baby when I'm with you
It feel like I'm where I belong
In my zone I'm bout to hit the stu'
So turn the beat on
Get to speeding I f*ck around crash it
Been through so much
Swear this shit it don't phase me
These niggas acting like actors
Turn his ass into a ghost
Yeah I'm talking like Swayze
That .45 on my hip
Just in case if a nigga play crazy
Work everyday
Ain't no time for no days off
See all the hard work starting to pay off
I'm my own boss ain't no way could get laid off
Send for yo head and my niggas get paid off
I get you hit up inside of the crib
Have yo' niggas be asking you
How the f*ck you get hit up
On ya day off
They packing them pistols
And throwing that bread
They talking bout
Throwing that bread dawg
And I got aim imma catch em
F*ck around stretch em
No we ain't hitting no legs y'all
Remember way back in the day
I was trapping at mommas
And had to put drugs in my bed y'all
They thought that they could come get us
But it ain't go like that we let that lead off
You know the rules if they deep
Then we spin back around
I ain't stopping till that nigga head off
Ain't No Og's around this way
So every day we gone be clapping
Fresh out he gone squeeze it for his bruh
Don't even know what happen
And I bet not see you on the scene
Cause if I do it's gone get tragic
He was hitting them licks back as a teen
Now that karma steady got him
He had seen his brother in the room
And that shit f*cking with his ego
Judge was tryna do him wrong
But we was tryna get the C notes
We come in real niggas walk past
They act like they never seen those
Big ass guns we toting around
You would've thought we had the cheat code
Writer: Edwin Phillips
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